پنجشنبه 31 شهریور ماه سال 1390
"Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids,
In fact it's cold as hell..."
پنجشنبه 31 شهریور ماه سال 1390
- قرعه ی کار به نام من دیوانه زدند...
- غلط کرد هر بی پدر و مادری که همچین غلطی کرد!
- آقای محترم لطفا توهین نکنید.
- "غلط کرد" که توهین نیست. اگه به تو بگن "غلط نوشتی" شاکی میشی؟
- نه ولی اگه بگن "غلط کردی" شاکی میشم برای اینکه من همیشه درست "میکنم".
- در ضمن طرف آقا نبود. خانوم بود.
- آره. منم دیدم. خانوم خوش بر رو رویی هم بود گلاب به روتون.
- من کاری به این کارا ندارم. مشکل من اینه که آسمونی که اینقد چُسکیه که یه امانت بهش میسپرن زیرش میزاد غلط می کنن بهش امانت می سپرن!
- باز توهین کرد!
- مشکل از آسمون نبوده که! امانتش خفن بوده!
- خفن نبوده. اسکل بوده!
- اسکل پدرته!
- پدرم روضه ی رضوان به دو گندم بفروخت...
- اسکل بوده دیگه!
- ای تو روح پدرت!
جمعه 18 شهریور ماه سال 1390
- How's my dude?!
- Much better. Thanks. I was about to lose it, man!
- I totally understand. You know, you really shouldn't give yourself this much credit. And by the way since when do you care about what others think of you? I mean give me the worst case scenario. What's gonna happen? Let me put it this way; let's say they're gonna think you are a fu[beep]ing freak and they decide to cut you out; what's gonna happen to you? You'll be alone. Well, aren't you already?
- Yeah. You are absolutely right. I don't know what got into me...
- As I told you, you sometimes give yourself too much credit.
- Anyhow, I'm really better now. Thanks, dude.
- Anytime. Just don't forget; we don't care about what others think of us, ok?
- Ok.
- Buenas noches.
- You too.
چهارشنبه 26 مرداد ماه سال 1390
"A las cinco de la tarde.
Eran las cinco en punto de la tarde.
Un niño trajo la blanca sábana
a las cinco de la tarde.
Una espuerta de cal ya prevenida
a la cinco de la tarde.
Lo demás era muerte y sólo muerte
a las cinco de la tarde."
PS. In loving memory of my dear brother who departed at five in the afternoon.
PPS. Thanks, Mr. Lorca.
دوشنبه 3 مرداد ماه سال 1390
Life is a garden full of apple trees. So try to smile every time you brush your teeth. You don't know how fu[beep]ing beautiful your smile is.
Love is like a rose which is a flower. And butterflies love the flowers because they are as fu[beep]ing beautiful as your smile.
Children are God's little fu[beep]ing angels and the people who make them are angel makers. Make angels and love God. Tomorrow is another day.
Help others and always smile when you do, and don't do it when you are helping others.
Don't give up. Try again. Only bad people don't try again.
Breakfast is very important. If you don't have enough money to buy breakfast you won't be able to eat the most important meal.
Try to do something or someone good every day.
Be forgiving. It's fun.
